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As things started to settle down, the Wizard deactivated his fireballs. Of course, he'd still keep an eye on the psychotic woman to make sure she didn't try such a foolish act again. However, more pressing was his concern over the P.E.K.K.A.. It was a threat that could destroy them all if it was set off, however so far it seemed focused on finding a butterfly. They needed to show that they were on the same 'team' as the P.E.K.K.A. and that they were not the enemy. Right now, it was a ticking time bomb. Turning towards it, he calmly spoke to the massive metal giant. "Everyone here is considered friendly. I got confirmation from the leader" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- P.E.K.K.A. POV: The P.E.K.K.A. had been about to attack the group when the wizard spoke to it. The metal warrior had already considered the wizard friendly, and thus could trust his words. It nodded in response before going back to searching for the butterfly. It was nearly done, and only needed one last push before it's objective was complete. Lifting up it's sword, the P.E.K.K.A. prepared to finish it's search. "Destroy!" It swung the blade, destroying a small row of chairs. Stepping back, the P.E.K.K.A. nodded in confirmation at it's job. A large butterfly shape had been made from the destroyed chairs. The metal warrior was absolutely sure that it would help make the butterfly come back. Oh, it was a brilliant plan. The P.E.K.K.A. was so proud of itself. Now all it had to do was wait for the butterfly to come back, and victory would belong to the P.E.K.K.A.!

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Good morning y'all~

@TiredNihilist

Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?

@XxLyraxX

Good morning is an oxymoron.

@Mtntopview

How so?

@XxLyraxX

There is no such thing as a "good morning"

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Good morning y'all~

@TiredNihilist

Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?

@XxLyraxX

Good morning is an oxymoron.

Massive Multiversal Crossover

And I'm off for the night

Massive Multiversal Crossover

Isaac Clarke- CMS Terra Nova Exterior Isaac blasted higher into the air. He had flown over the blue wave of energy that flew at him. That was his lucky stroke. He had been hit with the same electrical pulse that had disabled ship's defenses, and it caused his helmet to malfunction. He couldn't take it off. "Not like I wanted to anyways..." He thought out loud. Anything else affected apparently wasn't relevant at the moment, so he shrugged it off and kept going. The ship rose so high that they were practically in space. They would actually be there in a very short amount of time. Isaac pulled his own personal contact beam out, and used ship controls to aim all nearby defense beams that weren't disabled at the robot. He charged his laser up simultaneously to the other lasers, then timed his shot so that they all fired and connected at the same time, hopefully causing massive damage if the robot was was not so agile.

@CourierSix

By now Blackout had noticed the altitude. Well, even more so than before. Being almost in space, he felt more and more insecure as the ship increased it's height. However, he put it to the back of his mind as he focused on the current objective. On his left hand, he fired his Gatling gun at the human, while the right held his tail rotor. The wickedly sharp blades started spinning, creating a sound that resembled a human weed-whacker. However, before he could proceed to make any coordinated attack, he felt lasers starting to target him. His rotor blade weapon stopped, and he aimed the arm at the nearest defense turret and activated his weapons systems there. A missile launched out from said arm and destroyed one of the lasers, but not before countless other defenses fired at him. As the lasers impacted the Decepticon warrior, they first had to go through it's shields. For a moment, they held, and the lasers did nothing to harm the behemoth. However, after that they gave out. A large flash occurred as they slammed into Blackout. Luckily for him, his armor had absorbed much of the damage. However, it would be likely that another shot like that would be fatal. On top of that, he was leaking a blue liquid. The shot had managed to make him "bleed" out Energon, the life force of the transformer race. Giving one last glare at the human, Blackout decided that it would be in his best entrance to leave this to the vampire. The massive warrior began quickly walking towards the edge of the ship.

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The Underground II (Closed once filled)

As the others started to talk, Arms absentmindedly tapped his fingers on the table. He hated being bored, and he hated his arms. If they weren't large and made of metal at the moment, he'd at least be able to eat. But alas, the universe hated him, and he hated it right back. His expression soured even more as he saw the food. Damn he was hungry.

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"Excuse me madam, but that may not be the best of idea's. Attacking a P.E.K.K.A. is quite suicidal."

Having burned through her magazine in a failed attempt to down PEKKA, Integra had just managed to swap her expended magazine for a fresh one before a voice piped up from behind her. Startled, she rounded on her heels and took aim, the barrel of her sidearm just managing to come in contact with the speaker's forehead. Integra frowned as she studied the man. He was a somewhat rotund, bearded man, clad in clothing that seemed so out of place that he appeared to have walked off the set of a medieval play or fete. How else could it explain his ridiculous style of clothing choice? Even so, the Baronetess didn't say a word to the Wizard, glaring sternly at him behind her glasses and maintaining her steadied aim.

@MrCellophane

The tool the woman was using was very unfamiliar to the wizard. Nevertheless, based on how she was using it, it was probably a weapon. His palms opened as if he was about to pick up something, and a circular ball of flame started to form in each of them. Roughly the size of a baseball, the fireball was bright orange in color. Although he was not interested in fighting, he would defend himself if needed. While when he greeted her with a polite expression, he now had a very serious frown as he contemplated how the fight would go down. It wasn't looking good, seeing as she already had her weapon pointed at his head. ((Presuming that SgtEasy is talking about my character - if not, disregard everything below this)) Suddenly there was a third warrior in the altercation. The wizard cocked an eyebrow as he examined the newcomer. He found it strange that the man was using a similar weapon as the woman that had pointed her weapon at him. Then the stranger spoke, calling him a cross dresser. Wait, cross dresser? How was he a cross dresser?

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

Ugh, all women are cheaters. Ganging up when no male is around. Sneaky sneaky. 114

Multiverse Exhibit

Hey, Sgt. Who you talking to? Who is Mon'keigh?

Massive Multiversal Crossover

Does anyone have any recommendations on where I should start reading the IC to get a good idea on the current story(ies) going on?

@FacePunch

Uhhhh ... The beginning?